Hellish Journey of a Wandering Soul

Passing through this life seems to be easy at first. But as we journey through it, we often realize that we can’t just go through it without attaching ourselves to others. Well, I thought I was different. I thought I could travel and pass through this world without needing anybody. I kept everything to myself - my emotions, my feelings, my self. I never opened myself up to anybody. I am just passing through, that’s what I said. Even my family does not know me. Neither do my friends. I am now half way through my journey. But it is now that I feel the need to attach myself to another fleeting creature. A creature I also do not know well. He is not different from others except for the fact that he is the only one who has made me feel the need to share myself with another. The need to be with someone while I am here. The only one who has ever made me feel that my heart does not beat only for blood. My heart now beats to keep me alive! To feel, to share. I never even realized until I met him that there’s a gamut of feelings a person needs to feel even if life is temporal. I know that I am being unfair to him, to myself. But I do not intend to let him know that he makes my brief stay here a joyous, memorable and painful one.

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One Response to “Hellish Journey of a Wandering Soul”

  1. '- LizeTte -' Says:

    ms. mhel..nax nmn nagpost k s blog mo!..hehe…

    ms. cnu un?..yihheee..!..hehe…

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